The Fruits of Family   Leave a comment

My friend of the previous post has given birth to four children.  Two are married. Two have a child and one has a child on the way.  So my friend (right, ex-friend) has created seven people.  Count in the partners and step-kids of her kids and that’s five more.  That’s twelve people who are living as they are today because of one person.

I never wanted children.  Even when I was a child I couldn’t relate.  Although I relate to kids fine now, I still wouldn’t have one.  The responsibility is too great for me.

At 44 years old it is beginning to dawn on me that while the consequence of my friend’s actions is abundance, the consequence of mine is solitary.  With no brothers and sisters and my Mom getting older (my Dad is deceased) I will not have any family when I am old.

Sometimes when I’m walking Henry, my dog, at night we pass houses lit up with activity and laughter.  You might think this makes me feel alone, but it does not.  It is a reminder that I am part of a family, a much bigger one of neighborhood and community.

With so many people around, a new friend is only one conversation away.

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